I remember when I first saw them in live. I was about 6 years old and my family took me to the nearby town for the costume ball. What a happiness for a little girl who loves glitter, jewels, colors, and above all- imagination! I was standing there in the middle of the crowd, holding my mother's hand when I heard some music different than the alreadly known carousel jingle. When I turned my head, I saw four men, playing some odd instruments. And immediately fell in love. Like a proof to that- in preschool I even agreed to act in some preformance (I was abnormally shy back then) just because the prize was the poster from Pocahontas cartoon.
After that I continued to explore their culture and lifetime. Not as often I should unfortunately, beacuse I think that beautiful nation deserve more attention and of course different destiny than this they have. Selling their heritage for few coins on the streets? You think that's fair? But who am I to judge.
I went to the cinema before few days beacuse my friends made me watch "Eclipse". I'm not a fan but that's some other story.. Anyway, I saw that guy Jacob and he reminded me on my young days crush. When I came home that day, I noticed there's gonna be "The Last of the Mohicans" on the TV. So today is the Indian evening at my place. The music, the clothing, the old storyes near fire, the food and icing on the cake- the movie! Can't wait!